Marrakech (1)

The frequency of updates on my blog has dropped dramatically after the first two weeks. It is hard to keep writing at that rate, on the one hand because I don’t have that much to write about really, on the other hand because it is a lot of work, especially if you’re on holiday. But even now I’m back, it’s difficult to fall back into the habit of regular writing, also because I always feel tired after work, even though I did take it slowly today. It also doesn’t help that I feel sick after my holiday, and it’s hard to concentrate if I have to blow my nose every 30 seconds. I always get sick during my holidays; I think it is a sign that I should take some time off more often. My body is able to handle a large amount of stress, but every time I relax a bit, my body just seems to shut down. But those are not good enough reasons if I’m even half-serious about writing, so I just need to bite the bullet.

(Ok, I admit I’m also watching the Italy – Paraguay match simultaneously, and as everyone knows, men are not good at multi-tasking.)

The main topic for this post is of course my trip to Marrakech. It was a great trip, and I really loved Marrakech, but I am also extremely relieved that my colleague Michiel was also there. I don’t think I would have survived by myself amidst 35-40 strangers for four days. I gained a well-earned reputation as the ‘quiet’ one, and a lot of them probably think I’m weird or something. Oh well, I learned long ago to ignore these thoughts or feelings. This is just the way I am, and it doesn’t help if I spend too much time thinking about it. The most important thing is that I was able to relax and enjoy myself, despite my outward appearance.

Even though we really only had two days (Thursday and Sunday were mainly for travelling), the trip did seem to last much longer than that. One of the main reasons I think is that we had to get up at 7:30. In a normal holiday, I would maybe get up at 10am, and it would probably take another hour or two before everyone is ready to go, and before you know it, half of the day has gone by already. Now we were able to get quite a lot done in a day.

Ok, I’m going to stop now. I don’t think I am able write something decent while I’m feeling like this. I will write about what we did more specifically on a different day…